Pastai Is Prologue

Chelsea’s New Late-Night Pasta Haven

The key difference: you’re real and he’s not, and that means you can sate that powerful lust right
here...

Welcome to Pastai, a humble abode of homemade pasta and general proclamations of “mmmmm,”
opening in Chelsea Monday.

There’s no use in fighting it. This weekend belongs to the Irish. But next week: Southern Italian pasta. Delicious, open-kitchen-made pasta. Pasta with ragùs that include three different
animals’ worth of meat. Pasta that is served until 3am on Saturdays. Just... all the things pasta can do
for a person—they’re covered here.

Bring anyone who likes Negronis and busiate with chicken sausage. Skip the tiled bar to your right. Grab one
of those charming little blond-wood two-tops near the far end of the kitchen. Exchange a nod with the
big guy sitting solemnly over his bowl of beef-pork-lamb gravy. Open the menu. Oh man, there’s a daily
changing lasagna. Today, it might be squid ink with octopus. Tomorrow: baby meatballs. You’re in
trouble.

Breakfast is coming, too. Basically, they’ve replaced oatmeal with polenta and topped it with cinnamon,
honey, taleggio cheese or a poached egg.